If you people (yes, I am looking at you, Qaiser Asad) are going to spoil the little one like this, by sending delicately crafted silver ear-drops home-delivered in a beautifully hand-painted wooden-box, accompanied by a note with the neatest handwriting she has seen till now, straight out of random thin air and for no good reason whatsoever, you ought not to be surprised should she turn up at your door one day with her puppy eyes asking to be adopted.
Yes, remember that.
Suicide, the ultimate rebellion, the final act of non-cooperation, isn't something to be laughed at. It is heartbreaking to see it being ridiculed by some people I truly admire (who I'd have presumed more empathetic than that) to counter some other people (who are known…
VERY interesting!
Back in December 2012, when the Nirbhaya protests erupted across the country, I wrote this and discovered it only in reference to something else I was looking for.
When's the movie coming out?
How many of us can be Ravish Kumar? I, for one, can't. Of course, I can't, and won't ever be Rajdeep Sardesai. I'd probably be more like Prannoy Roy.
We all have a limited fount of courage. Each of us knows where that limit is. Notwithstanding our public posturing.
